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Too many antique stores, too little time. Not to mention money.
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Mantiques? That sounded like trouble…. and as soon as we walked through the door of the large converted barn I feared my checkbook might not survive.
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1939 Rockola Art Deco juke box with unusual pop up speaker? Fabulous! The husband drooled on behalf of the man cave, but I broke his heart and refused to fork over $9,995.00.
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You know it’s not your every day thrift store when you see things like this.
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Embalming pump? That’s a coffee table piece sure to spark scintillating conversations.
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Any ideas what that is…?
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Apparently pumps of all sorts are popular.
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I got a huge kick out of the price tag description on this item.
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Lock the kids in the sweat box. That’ll keep ‘em quiet.
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If a naked blonde doesn’t encourage Junior to save his pennies, nothing will.
Three full floors of amazing items later we almost made it out the door without purchasing anything and then…
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The husband fell in love.
A long conversation with the owner followed. Photos of the Barn Mahal were shared, placement of the item was discussed. Meanwhile, I sought the price tag…
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And while slightly less painful than the first jukebox, it was still a tad more than I planned on spending that day.
Husband eyes were flashing that “I have to own it!” look and yours truly had to do some quick thinking.
A jukebox.
From 1946?
It only played 78’s!
Perry Como, Doris Day, Mitch Miller, Bing Crosby? Not man cave music. Nope. Not even close.
Phew! That was close.
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A few years ago, I would’ve lusted after that 1946 Rock-ola jukebox, but I sold my large collection of 78s….and now my heart is broken over what might have been. Lost love is a cruel thing.
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I felt that way when my MIL threw out 500+ 33 1/3rds that we left in her attic for a few months. What a mistake that was.
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Mantiques huh? Someone there sure knew their marketing didn’t they? lol
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The basement level is like a garage with gas station collectibles, vintage motorcycles and go carts. Guys love it.
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Well no wonder…lol.
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That kids in the sweat box tag is…different. I’m still trying to find parts for my embalming pump. 😂
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That can be so annoying, because when you need one? You really need one…
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An old restaurant in Winnipeg had a Rockola similar to the 1939 one in your picture, just for show of course. I wonder what became of it? I wasn’t there when the building was torn down.
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They really are fabulous old things.
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Wow… remind me never to visit that shop with a credit card on me!!
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Will do!
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You KNOW I’ve got to get that bank…
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I thought you might like that.
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What??? Are they making fun of Indians (Native American’s)? How dare they assume they are all antiques. Some are young. Some are still babies waiting for their gender to be assigned and then changed. This sign needs to be changed to something like “Opossum Trail Antiques” or maybe “Indigenous People of all ages pathway”. And then they stock it with Breast Pumps, Embalming gadgets and old Juke Boxes? Maybe they should just name it the “Your Are not Gonna Believe the Shit in here Trail”.
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I think that applies to every antique store everywhere…..
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What about some old blues records? That might work for the man cave. They really are a treat. You could have made a deal with the hubby get rid of 100 items of his junk and he could have it…
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I love the old blues, so that could have worked… yes. And if he would willingly give up junk I might have considered the expense a good trade.
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Just yesterday I overheard some colleagues discussing how uncomfortable it can get when you can’t pump until it’s way past your normal pumping time. I guess that problem has been around for a long time…
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Nicely written. Thank you for sharing.
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Thanks for stopping by!
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